Wednesday, January 4th in Corvallis, Oregon was like most any other wintry day in the Willamette Valley. The morning was sunny but seasonably cold. First Street by the Willamette River in Corvallis, around 8am, was quiet with no one stirring.
The Willamette River had the look of an old man in the morning. The swift current with wrinkles not unlike the face of an old man straining to make himself heard.